Little Things in Life

Silence

I don't want to talk as if I'm running out of time, 

as if I need to force my voice out for you to just

listen. 

I don't want to say everything on my mind in 

only

one breath. 

I don't want to have to make the choice of

whether or not to 

speak 

or not to speak. 

To speak with a timer, the ticking of a bomb in your eyes

as you slowly stop listening to the emotions that

I pour out. 

Or if I'll just stay silent, 

or if I just won't risk the ticking of the 

bomb. 

I don't want to choose anymore. 

I don't want to race against time, 

and I don't want the only listener to be 

time and the silence that rings around my 

empty and unspoken words. 

I don't want to choose anymore. 

Don't make me choose anymore. 

Please.